Chapter 11Kiss his throat? There were tales about people biting each other in the olden days, but Zenon had never understood why you would allow someone with teeth close to your throat when it could be the last thing you ever did.
Zenon was hot all over, though. It took all his willpower not to grab Carlo. The only thing stopping him was that he was afraid to hurt him. And what would he do once he’d grabbed him?
Better not do anything. If a slap had Carlo severely injured, then he better be careful.
“Zen?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want me to touch you or not?”
It all depended on how he would touch him. Zen didn’t reply. Seconds went by.
“Zen!”
He blinked at the volume of Carlo’s voice. “Yes.”
“Can I touch you?”
“Will it hurt?”
Carlo stared with wide eyes. “Have I hurt you?”
“No.”
“No. D
